tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152Sun, 05 Oct 2014 07:12:19 +0000Tri4Number1 EventsTri 4 Number 1 Foundation Inc. A 100% volunteer driven non-profit organization supporting the Congenital Heart Defect community globally by fundraising through endurance sports and athletic themed events.http://www.t41events.com/noreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)Blogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6327614708634277581Tue, 09 Apr 2013 20:04:00 +00002013-04-10T04:28:51.428-07:00"Cool" News Tri 4 Number1 Foundation Inc. Announces Heart Diplomats!<div style="text-align: start;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The spring planning of our Summer 2013 national event&nbsp;benefiting&nbsp;Hearts Without Boundaries (HWB) is in full swing! &nbsp;Many months of collaboration with the dedicated HWB volunteer team have been shared &amp; enjoyed. &nbsp;We are excited to formally introduce one of the T41 Foundation team members that has a vital role in the&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Tri 4 Number 1 Run (T41Run).</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />He hails from&nbsp;Antarctica! &nbsp;He has endless empathy and compassion for the families that endure the challenges congenital heart defects present. &nbsp;His love of children and travel afforded us no hesitation in response to represent &amp; support the T41 Run as our official "Heart Diplomat".</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />Here today and to stay, is the one, the only, "Diplo the Diplomatic Penguin"!</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><i>Direct from Diplo:</i></b></span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b><i><br /></i></b><span style="color: blue;">Hello T41Run supporters &amp; fans! &nbsp;It feels so good to be involved with the T41Run event, you should stop by the volunteer page and join in the fun too. &nbsp;My good friend Nels was telling me all about the HWB 501(c)(3) after being a key note speaker at a Mended Little Hearts gala honoring HWB. &nbsp;The medical missions that Peter Chhun and his team of volunteers are doing touched me deeply. &nbsp;</span></span></div><div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMp79qnH13s/UWRg67Q3sqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/OXwpPrOMkjk/s1600/DiplowithFlag.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMp79qnH13s/UWRg67Q3sqI/AAAAAAAAAqU/OXwpPrOMkjk/s320/DiplowithFlag.jpeg" width="320" /></a>Being a penguin from Antartica, I understand what it means to struggle to survive in stressful, challenging conditions that are out of your control. I can relate to the little ones in the battle. &nbsp;So I proudly accepted the role of official T41Run Heart Diplomat.</span></span></div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">My first responsibility is appointing Heart Diplomats along the T41Run route from Florida to Washington D.C. &nbsp;Our team of Heart Diplomats represent the children of Cambodia and show their support by sharing their own CHD stories, raising funds and awareness in their cities across America about the HWB mission. &nbsp;Together our team of Heart Diplomats have a goal of one sponsored open heart surgery - $3,000.</span></span></div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today I am honored to announce our first</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.razoo.com/story/T41-Run-Heart-Diplomat-Roman-Daytona-Fl" target="_blank">T41Run Heart Diplomat from Daytona, Florida - ROMAN!</a></span></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8po2jyBEmLY/UWRowwiTIVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZmEKskYcRUw/s1600/Diplomat_Daytona.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8po2jyBEmLY/UWRowwiTIVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZmEKskYcRUw/s200/Diplomat_Daytona.JPG" width="149" /></a></div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You can help Roman by re-posting his story, sponsor a donation, and attending the T41Run social celebration honoring him in his city of Daytona, Florida. Thank you to Roman and his family for joining our team!</span></div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Some other roles I'll be filling for the FL to DC journey will be sushi rolls!! I'm going to be needing a lot of protein to keep up the rigorous pace Nels has set for us of almost 40 miles a day running for 35 days.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This weekend I was able to be crew support along with ZmassageTherapist (Denise Zolla Pizzo) and I captured Nels in action on a the Croom Fools Trail Run of 50 miles. He proved he's ready for the daily average pace of T41Run by finishing in 10 hours and 8 seconds. It's a good thing that I'll be completing the journey traveling on Nels' back for the 1200 mile trek.&nbsp;</div></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N65RTpUnKMQ" width="560"></iframe></div>http://www.t41events.com/2013/04/cool-news-from-tri-4-number1-foundation.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-8100020300726205249Sat, 16 Mar 2013 13:33:00 +00002013-03-16T06:34:55.831-07:00Fool's Run on the Horizon and Starfish on my Mind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oev0RGaIslk/UURpK8_mO-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/zum9nyWG-z4/s1600/DiploBagel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oev0RGaIslk/UURpK8_mO-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/zum9nyWG-z4/s320/DiploBagel.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />Last night was my last long run before the <a href="http://www.fools50.com/race.htm" target="_blank">Croom Fools Run 50 miler</a>&nbsp;which will be April 6th. I'm using that race as a bench mark to make sure my training is on track.<br /><br />During T41Run I'll have a handful of days that will be over 50 miles and will only have the luxury of 3 total rest days. That's why it's important that I can hit this distance a couple months out.<br /><br />I did last night's 28 mile run from 9PM until a little after 2AM as a 2 mile out and back repeated 14 times. It was a good mental test, but as you can see from the picture Diplo made sure I had plenty of carbs!<br /><br />Running in the middle of the night forces you to put your mind on the reasons you are running in the middle of the night. There aren't many distractions. I pictured a few of the kids in Cambodia that we are going to be helping. I thought about their parents that work a full day to earn $2... I guess running really isn't that hard. I thought about the hope those parents are holding onto that there child would receive care, unlike most of the other 100,000 children in Cambodia with CHD who won't be treated.<br />Then I thought about the fact that what we are doing isn't making a big enough impact and my mind wandered to the starfish story:<br /><br /><div class="title_1" style="color: #3e9fc4; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white;">The Starfish Story</span></div><div class="subtitle" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">By&nbsp;</span><span id="ctl00_ctl00_mainContent_mainContent_byline" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: black;">City Year</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span></span><br /><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">A young girl was walking along a beach upon which thousands of starfish had been washed up during a terrible storm. When she came to each starfish, she would pick it up, and throw it back into the ocean. People watched her with amusement.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">She had been doing this for some time when a man approached her and said, “Little girl, why are you doing this? Look at this beach! You can’t save all these starfish. You can’t begin to make a difference!”</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">The girl seemed crushed, suddenly deflated. But after a few moments, she bent down, picked up another starfish, and hurled it as far as she could into the ocean. Then she looked up at the man and replied,</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">“Well, I made a difference to that one!”</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">The old man looked at the girl inquisitively and thought about what she had done and said. Inspired, he joined the little girl in throwing starfish back into the sea. Soon others joined, and all the starfish were saved. - adapted from the Star Thrower by Loren C. Eiseley</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> (http://www.ordinarypeoplechangetheworld.com/articles/the-starfish-story.aspx)</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b>That's what was going on in my mind for 5 hours. We are going to make a difference this summer!</b></span></div>http://www.t41events.com/2013/03/fools-run-on-horizon-and-starfish-on-my.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-823103865422696176Wed, 20 Feb 2013 02:53:00 +00002013-02-19T18:53:49.814-08:0014 Heart Miracles on Valentine's Day<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last week was "Heart Week" and Valentine's Day. I'm sure that every single person reading this post saw at least one heart on the 14th. Hearts and the number 14 were pretty significant at the Angkor Hospital for Children in Cambodia last week as well!</span><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This summer our<a href="http://www.t41run.com/" target="_blank"> Tri4Number1 Run</a> will be raising funds for Hearts Without Boundaries. Last week the Heart Without Boundaries medical team, led by thoracic surgeon Michael E Mitchell saved the hearts of 14 amazing children!</span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #1: Chamroeun Thy, age 2. Diagnosis ASD = 10mm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #2: Sovanarith Tep, age 3. Diagnosis VSD = 8mm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #3: Sokheng Meas, age 5. Diagnosis VSD = 1cm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #4: Sorn Sreihen, age 7. Diagnosis ASD&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #5: Rim Sovanreach, age 4. Diagnosis VSD = 7mm and PDA=3mm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient #6: Porn Ratanak, age 1.5. Diagnosis VSD</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 7: Chanda Keng, age 10.5 diagnosis VSD=17 mm/PH</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 8: Soth Sreipich, age 16 diagnosis VSD=10 mm&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 9: Yean Reatrey, age 5.5 diagnosis VSD=8 mm/PDA=3mm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 10: Arifin Moth, age 2 diagnosis TOF</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 11: Huy Huoch, age 6.5 diagnosis TOF</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 12: Minta Ruom, age 4.5 diagnosis TOF</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 13: Srei Hin Horl, age 2.5 diagnosis ASD 13mm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Patient # 14: Kunnang Ou, age 8.5 diagnosis ASD 2cm</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please keep these children in your thoughts and prayers as they continue to&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">recover. Visit&nbsp;</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">the </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/HeartsWithoutBoundaries" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;" target="_blank">Heart Without Boundaries facebook page</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"> for pictures and&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">blogs of the&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">miracles in&nbsp;</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">progress.</span><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/HeartsWithoutBoundaries" target="_blank"><img height="213" src="https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/17631_10151268207045825_43891587_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/HeartsWithoutBoundaries" target="_blank">Photo taken From Hearts Without Boundaries facebook page click the picture to go to their page</a></td></tr></tbody></table>http://www.t41events.com/2013/02/14-heart-miracles-on-valentines-day.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-9144809553184006266Fri, 30 Nov 2012 03:09:00 +00002012-11-29T19:09:42.307-08:00An Event with HeartTomorrow is an extremely important day. Early in the morning Denise will drive me to the Tampa airport and I will begin a long flight to the West Coast... Long Beach, CA.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OS9fVk764Q/ULghy_zVsVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0FucqCQIBmY/s1600/DSC00083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OS9fVk764Q/ULghy_zVsVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0FucqCQIBmY/s320/DSC00083.JPG" width="240" /></a>I will be attending an event, Between our Hearts and Yours,&nbsp;where I have been invited to be a guest speaker. The event is raising money to fund the Hearts Without Boundaries medical mission set for February 2013. <br /><br />There are 100,000 children born in Cambodia each year with CHD. At the Angkor Hospital for Children there are more than 2,000 CHD children waiting for surgery. An additional 440 born with Tetralogy of Fallot that need immediate attention are waiting for surgeries in other countries because of inadequate facilities.<br /><br />This February 2013, the Hearts Without Boundaries cardiac team hopes to perform 15 life saving surgeries at the Angkor&nbsp;Hospital for Children&nbsp;with the funds raised from tomorrow's event.<br /><br />At the event tomorrow, I will be announcing my summer 2013&nbsp;plans on how I intend to help Hearts Without Boundaries. Get Ready!http://www.t41events.com/2012/11/an-event-with-heart.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6831041892881766914Mon, 27 Aug 2012 18:49:00 +00002012-08-27T11:49:12.528-07:00No BoundariesThis weekend, I had the opportunity to be a speaker at Between Your Heart and Mine&nbsp;put on&nbsp;by&nbsp;Mended Little Hearts of Volusia County. The event was beautiful, held at the Hilton in Daytona with the Atlantic Ocean as&nbsp;a backdrop.<br /><br />This gala was put on to raise money for an organization called Hearts Without Boundaries. Hearts Without Boundaries provides life saving heart surgeries to impoverished children in Cambodia. Their long term goal is not just to provide a few children with lifesaving surgeries (which would be incredibly noble), but to set up an independent pediatric&nbsp;cardiothoracic&nbsp;team within the next 5 years to handle many of the surgeries!<br /><br />In January, Hearts Without Boundaries launched a medical mission in which 15 life saving heart surgeries were performed in Cambodia by doctors from Wisconsin and California free of charge! Hearts Without Boundaries does not have any payed employees, so all of the money they raise goes directly where it needs to go.<br /><br />They are planning on launching another mission by the end of this year.<br /><br />Since Saturday, I have not been able to stop thinking... If I was born in Cambodia would I be alive? What would it be like for my parents to know that their child could be saved, but they didn't have the money or resources to make it happen?<br /><br /><br />I had the opportunity to sit at a table with Peter Chhun, the founder of Hearts Without Boundaries. He is an incredibly genuine man.&nbsp;&nbsp;This video introduces you to Peter and&nbsp;shows some of the great work that Hearts Without Boundaries has done.<br /><br />Check them out on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Hearts-Without-Boundaries/169259070824?ref=ts" target="_blank">facebook</a>!<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RaQ2C9TOdA0" width="560"></iframe><br />http://www.t41events.com/2012/08/no-boundaries.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6310687552630267074Tue, 17 Jul 2012 23:42:00 +00002012-07-17T16:45:25.252-07:00Race Results and Thanks!I'm alive and healing fast, but I wanted to give you a quick update. Denise and I thank all of you for your support! We had 28 different people donate their hard earned money to <a href="http://www.achaheart.org/" target="_blank">ACHA</a> and over 90 people shared our <a href="http://www.razoo.com/story/Nels-Matson" target="_blank">fundraising page</a> on facebook! To date we have raised $1,072!<br /><br />I didn't quite hit the 100 mile mark, but feel great since we achieved the important part. That being said, I still&nbsp;know that 100 is a possibility in the future.<br /><br />Here were the race results. Each Lap was 8.456 miles:<br /><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk8Y7AAi08s/UAX2DMIjT2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NDwf108A5ow/s1600/Pre-Racestart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk8Y7AAi08s/UAX2DMIjT2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NDwf108A5ow/s320/Pre-Racestart.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pre-Race</td></tr></tbody></table>Lap 1: 1:23:03&nbsp;&nbsp; Lap 2: 3:00:05 (1:37:02 split) Lap 3: 4:42:54 (1:42:49) &nbsp;Lap 4: 6:37:55 (1:55:01)<br /><br />Lap 5: 8:35:09 (1:57:19)&nbsp; Lap 6: 10:57:28 (2:22:14) Lap 7: 13:11:44 (2:14:16)&nbsp; <br /><br />Lap 8: 15:38:45 (2:27:01)&nbsp;&nbsp; Lap 9:&nbsp; 20:36:39 (4:57:54)<br /><br /><br />I ended up finishing 58th overall and 38th in the men's division. There were 208 competitors... and 92 no shows! The race was incredibly run with awesome support and volunteers.<br /><br />We'll be posting a video soon! Yes, I'll also post the blister popping&nbsp;video...<br /><br />Thanks to all of the following for your donations! You guys made this an awesome experience!<br /><br /><strong>21 miles ($210)</strong><br />Shari &amp; Kevin Matson (Mom &amp; Dad)<br /><br /><strong>10 miles ($100)</strong><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PkQSEiztD8/UAX17XE-ihI/AAAAAAAAAgw/UBBXostAQeA/s1600/PostLap9_CalculatingNxtMove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PkQSEiztD8/UAX17XE-ihI/AAAAAAAAAgw/UBBXostAQeA/s320/PostLap9_CalculatingNxtMove.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thinking about another lap next morning before med team said<br />"We don't recommend that."</td></tr></tbody></table>Nancy Johnson<br /><a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br /><br /><strong>7.5 miles ($75)</strong><br />Aunt Katie Weinell<br /><br /><strong>5 miles ($50)</strong><br />The Berg Family<br />Van Wedgeworth<br />Sharon Davis<br />John Matson<br />Aunt Nelle Everitt<br /><br /><strong>3 miles ($30)</strong><br />Cristine Velazco<br />Gaye Maxson<br />The Luke Family (3 miles for Brady's 3 open heart surgeries)<br /><br /><strong>2.5 miles ($25)</strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&nbsp; </strong><br />Mary Day&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br /><strong>24 hour sponsors ($24)</strong><br /> Debbie Ackaway<br /><strong> </strong>Paul Willgoss<br /> Marsha Moberly<br /><br /><br /><strong>2 miles ($20)</strong><br />Mary Ellen Mannix<br />Jim O'Keefe<br />Ethan &amp; Lydia Bosch<br /><br /><strong>1 mile ($10)</strong><br />Catherine Kleber<br />Lena Morsch<br />Tim Tillery<br />Bethany Focht<br />Paul Bond<br />Lisa McGhan<br />Jim Blue<br />Terry Repp<br />Tiffany Mytty-Klein<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Also thanks to Raul Amaya for covering my race entry and to the Cheshire family for delivering race route Mike &amp; Ikes!<br /><br /><br /><br />http://www.t41events.com/2012/07/race-results-and-thanks.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-5504267967255473694Wed, 11 Jul 2012 18:23:00 +00002012-07-14T10:59:34.632-07:00Thank You for Your Support of 1 in 100!Thank you to everyone who is helping me reach my goal of raising $10 for each of the 100 miles I plan on running at the 24 hour race this weekend in Philadelphia! Each mile represents 1 in 100 born with Congenital Heart Defects. The money raised will go to The Adult Congenital Heart Association. If you would like to sponsor a mile you can donate through the widget on the right of this page or go to <a href="http://www.razoo.com/story/Nels-Matson">http://www.razoo.com/story/Nels-Matson</a>. Thanks again for your support!<br /><br />Miles&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sponsors<br /><br />1&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />2&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />3&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />4&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />5&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />6&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />7&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />8&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />9&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />10&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nancy Johnson<br />11&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />12&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />13&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />14&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />15&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />16&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />17&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />18&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />19&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />20&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <a href="http://www.rndautomation.com/company/teamrnd/" target="_blank">RND Automation &amp; Engineering</a><br />21&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ethan Bosch<br />22&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lydia Bosch<br />23&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jim Blue<br />24&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tiffany Mytty Klein<br />25&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Terry Repp<br />26&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shari and Kevin Matson<br />27&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shari and Kevin Matson<br />28&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shari and Kevin Matson<br />29&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Shari and Kevin Matson<br />30&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />31&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />32&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />33&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />34&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />35&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />36&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />37&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />38&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />39&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />40&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />41&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />42&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />43&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />44&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />45&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />46&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shari and Kevin Matson<br />47&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Marsha Moberley<br />48&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Marsha Moberley<br />49&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Paul Willgoss<br />50&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Paul Willgoss<br />51&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa McGhan<br />52&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Paul Bond<br />53&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; James O'Keefe<br />54&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; James O'Keefe<br />55&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; John Matson<br />56&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; John Matson<br />57&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; John Matson<br />58&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; John Matson<br />59&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;John Matson<br />60&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awesome Aunt Nelle Everitt<br />61&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awesome Aunt Nelle Everitt<br />62&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Awesome Aunt Nelle Everitt<br />63&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awesome Aunt Nelle Everitt<br />64&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Awesome Aunt Nelle Everitt<br />65&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa Luke<br />66&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa Luke<br />67&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lisa Luke<br />68&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Bethany Focht<br />69&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tim Tillery<br />70&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lena Morsch<br />71&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sharon Davis<br />72&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Sharon Davis<br />73&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sharon Davis<br />74&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sharon Davis<br />75&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sharon Davis<br />76&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Debbie Matson Ackaway<br />77&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Debbie Matson Ackaway<br />78&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Debbie Ackaway/ Paul Wilgoss/ Marsha Moberly<br />79<br />80&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />81<br />82<br />83<br />84<br />85<br />86<br />87<br />88<br />89<br />90<br />91<br />92<br />93<br />94<br />95<br />96<br />97<br />98<br />99<br />100http://www.t41events.com/2012/07/thank-you-for-your-support-of-1-in-100.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-8455354950488309251Wed, 06 Jun 2012 21:10:00 +00002012-06-06T14:10:49.012-07:00Big Walls<br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The past couple months have been some of the toughest couple months I’ve had in awhile mentally. There is a great endurance athlete and Navy Seal, David Goggins, who summed up ultra endurance events and training (More on David Goggins in a future blog). He said something along the lines that in these incredibly long races you are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">going</i> to hit a wall. It’s not a matter of if, but when. When you hit that wall, you have to keep feeling along it until you find a door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>You have to choose if you are going to search for that door. Once you find it you can go through and continue. In an ultra event, you are going to approach several walls.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The struggle I’ve had is pushing my body in training week after week to find those doors once I hit the wall. Up until this recent training, I had never run further than a marathon (26.2 miles). I had only done that twice: once during the Jacksonville Marathon in 2009 and once in Ironman Louisville a year ago. Now I’ve run over that distance 4 times in the last 5 weeks. Not only have I struggled in the training, but I’ve had a hard time in between training. I’m not sure if it’s my body’s way of preparing myself for a 24 hour event, but I’ve had extreme difficulty sleeping. I’ll go to bed at 11 PM, wake up at 3 AM, and just stay up. 5 hours of sleep is becoming a good nights rest.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">During my longer awake hours and my many hours on the road, I think about a lot of things and people. I think about the kids I’ve met that have been through so much. They help me find the door to get past that wall 9 times out of 10. I always tell myself that I have a choice to do what I’m doing right now. At any time, I have the option to stop. These little guys were <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">born</i> with heart defects. They don’t have the choice to not go through surgery or pain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Specifically one little guy from Colorado has been helping me lately. He had a heart transplant and not too long after he broke his arm. His pain tolerance was so high from going through everything previously that he didn’t even complain about his broken arm. In other words, the pain I experience during my training is nothing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I know the 24 hour race in Philly is going to be one of the toughest things I’ve ever done, but I’m confident I can break 100 miles. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">For this race I’m raising money for the Adult Congenital Heart Association. All of those born with Congenital Heart Defects will need some sort of support after they hit 18, and ACHA does a great job with this. They help fund CHD research and advocate. They provide education through their webinars, website, blogs, and National Conference. They also provide peer support through ACHA Ambassadors and an online forum.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Since 1 in 100 is born with a heart defect, I’m trying to get each of my 100 miles sponsored at $10 per mile. If you would like to help, please donate to ACHA through the "Donate" in the upper right box. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">By donating, you will be helping me get phrases out of my head, such as “this is stupid” and “why am I doing this”. Raising awareness is a great side affect, but I’m doing this to raise money for the work that ACHA is doing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Thanks for all of your support! Nels<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>http://www.t41events.com/2012/06/big-walls.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-9157435867818387614Sat, 12 May 2012 18:30:00 +00002012-05-12T11:33:08.156-07:00I'd Have to Say My Mom is One of the BestTomorrow is Mother's Day and naturally this week I was thinking about how great my Mom is. I was thinking about all of the things she has done and my mind also wonders off to all of the awesome meals she has cooked (besides meals, she also bakes the world's greatest cinnamon rolls).<br /><br />One&nbsp;friend of my Mom's really stood out in my head, though. Through our church, my Mom was introduced to a lady named Sandy. Sandy was probably in her 40's, she had some mental handicaps, and she was very overweight. She was very similar to about&nbsp;a second grader, which is about the age I was when we first met Sandy.<br /><br />Despite Sandy's mental and physical health problems, she was a very independent woman and was determined to live on her own. Sandy would frequently have health issues that required nurses to visit her. And 99.9% of the time my Mom would receive a call from nurses saying that Sandy had locked them out and was not letting them in. There was something about my Mom that made Sandy listen to her.<br /><br />From the time Sandy got bumped by a car on her scooter (the driver said she was distraced by Sandy's pink slippers) to the 3 hour meals at Perkins, to helping her move several times, and visiting her&nbsp;the frequent&nbsp;times she would be placed in the&nbsp;hospital,&nbsp;I think my Mom being a motherly figure to Sandy was pretty cool. She didn't do it out of obligation, but because she really cared for her.<br /><br />I feel pretty fortunate to have been given one of the best!<br /><br /><br />﻿<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wITpf8KHv8g/T66q49cBw9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/SgGvy4zfZBk/s1600/Mom_Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wITpf8KHv8g/T66q49cBw9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/SgGvy4zfZBk/s320/Mom_Me.jpg" width="213" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/EONILiving" target="_blank">EONI</a></td></tr></tbody></table>http://www.t41events.com/2012/05/id-have-to-say-my-mom-is-one-of-best.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-9176182909173082237Thu, 10 Nov 2011 14:08:00 +00002011-11-10T06:08:48.739-08:00My ReminderI'll be the first to admit that I haven't exactly walked the straightest path. I'm not exactly one that can be quoting Bible verses with authority, but there is one&nbsp;passage I think about a lot during my training. I have it hanging up on my wall at home:<br /><br /><span class="versetext" id="1co1-27" style="display: inline;"><em><span class="versenum"><strong>27</strong></span> But God chose</em><a href="" name="1"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="12" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-1" id="1" jquery1320933558383="34" title="Jas 2:5"></a></sup><em> the foolish</em><a href="" name="2"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="13" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-2" id="2" jquery1320933558383="35" title="ver 20; Ro 1:22; 1Co 3:18,19"></a></sup><em> things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. </em></span><span class="versetext" id="1co1-28" style="display: inline;"><em><span class="versenum"><strong>28</strong></span> He chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things--and the things that are not</em><a href="" name="3"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="14" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-3" id="3" jquery1320933558383="36" title="Ro 4:17"></a></sup><em>--to nullify the things that are, </em></span><span class="versetext" id="1co1-29" style="display: inline;"><em><span class="versenum"><strong>29</strong></span> so that no one may boast before him.</em><a href="" name="4"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="15" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-4" id="4" jquery1320933558383="37" title="Eph 2:9"></a></sup><em> </em></span><span class="versetext" id="1co1-30" style="display: inline;"><em><span class="versenum"><strong>30</strong></span> It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus,</em><a href="" name="5"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="16" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-5" id="5" jquery1320933558383="38" title="S Ro 16:3"></a></sup><em> who has become for us wisdom from God--that is, our righteousness,</em><a href="" name="6"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="17" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-6" id="6" jquery1320933558383="39" title="Jer 23:5,6; 33:16; 2Co 5:21; Php 3:9"></a></sup><em> holiness</em><a href="" name="7"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="18" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-7" id="7" jquery1320933558383="40" title="1Co 1:2"></a></sup><em> and redemption.</em><a href="" name="8"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="19" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-8" id="8" jquery1320933558383="41" title="S Ro 3:24; Eph 1:7,14"></a></sup><em> </em></span><span class="versetext" id="1co1-31" style="display: inline;"><em><span class="versenum"><strong>31</strong></span> Therefore, as it is written: "Let him who boasts boast in the Lord."</em><a href="" name="a"></a><sup class="footnote" jquery1320933558383="11" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#fn-descriptionAnchor-a" id="a" jquery1320933558383="33" title="Jer. 9:24"></a></sup><a href="" name="9"></a><sup class="crossref" jquery1320933558383="20" style="display: none;"><a href="http://www.biblestudytools.com/1-corinthians/passage.aspx?q=1-corinthians+1:27-31#cr-descriptionAnchor-9" id="9" jquery1320933558383="42" title="Jer 9:23,24; Ps 34:2; 44:8; 2Co 10:17"></a></sup><em>&nbsp; 1 Corinthians 1:27-31</em></span><br /><br /><span class="versetext" style="display: inline;">This&nbsp;passage helps me with two things. First, it gives me the confidence that anything can be accomplished. And second, once it is accomplished I better remember Who helped me get there.</span>http://www.t41events.com/2011/11/my-reminder.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-962827712373930838Wed, 21 Sep 2011 21:08:00 +00002011-09-21T14:08:03.109-07:00Survivor?The past couple of weeks I've been thinking back to when I was 18-19. What triggered these thoughts was the 9-11 aniversary and the fact that it was 10 years ago. I started thinking about my goals back then... and realized my path went absolutely nowhere close to where I thought it would go.<br /><br />10 years ago I didn't even know about Congenital Heart Defects. I knew that I had a scar on my chest. I also knew that in no way did it affect my current life (except taking antibiotics before the dentist). <br />I liked my mindset 10 years ago... I was a driven ISU wrestler trying to prove myself on the mat. I had a great relationship with God and when I trained... I trained for God and family.<br /><br />Fast forward through a bunch of life experiences and I can no longer say that I am not affected by CHD. Now I know families that have daily battles and have lost loved ones to CHD.<br /><br />I am not a "survivor", CHD warrior, or heart kid. I'm Nels Matson, an athlete, a man, a coach, an advocate. I'm driven by honoring God, my family, and seeing to it that fewer and fewer life year's are lost to CHD. My heart is great! It's probably better than anyone who is reading this blog. In fact, I always joke that when my heart was reconstructed it was put back better than the normal heart (actually it's true).<br /><br />From here on out, I'm not labeling myself as a "survivor". I feel completely blessed to have been given the ability to push my body through rigourous activities. I feel blessed to have a scar on my chest so I don't forget about the real survivors and warriors.http://www.t41events.com/2011/09/survivor.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-2553860626594902804Thu, 15 Sep 2011 13:48:00 +00002011-09-15T06:48:07.727-07:00Red Headed, Speckled Beak, White Tailed Water BugSure, I may not be the fastest swimmer in the world or have the prettiest technique, but when I swim a flood of great memories enters my head.<br />My swimming started at Grandaddy's Lake. Grandaddy's Lake is Lake Table Rock&nbsp;near Branson, MO. He&nbsp;lives on a cove of the lake where he has been retired for several years now.<br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GOLMjK6f4E/TnIBq0MGOOI/AAAAAAAAAes/yvpyRL09T9g/s1600/Lake+Table+Rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GOLMjK6f4E/TnIBq0MGOOI/AAAAAAAAAes/yvpyRL09T9g/s1600/Lake+Table+Rock.jpg" /></a>Grandaddy's lake is beautiful! It is in the middle of the Ozarks. On every side of the lake are trees and trees and rolling hills. It's not unusual to see a Great Blue Heron or Red Headed Woodpecker while swimming on your back. While looking down&nbsp;into the water you can&nbsp;always see&nbsp;Blue Gill and Sun Fish. If you&nbsp;swim to the bottom and lift a rock, the odds are that you will find&nbsp;at least one&nbsp;Crawdad.&nbsp;</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Every summer each and every one of my cousins (myself included)&nbsp;would have a chance to spend a week with my grandparents.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Most of the&nbsp;week was centered around lake time. Every grandkids unspoken step into&nbsp;adulthood was swimming across the cove&nbsp;and back.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Of course, there were many small obstacles that we had to overcome before taking on the task of crossing the cove. The first step was to make it to the neighbor's dock. While&nbsp;I was&nbsp;working on this, Grandaddy would stand out several yards&nbsp;from me with a big smile on his face. As I would swim towards him he would gradually back up. He would keep backing up until I couldn't go any further and then he was always right there.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The other life guard and coach at Grandaddy's house was Winifred (Winny), the black lab. While in the water, Winny would never let&nbsp;us leave her sight! Most of the time, she would actually be swimming circles around us.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">One contest at the lake was&nbsp;to see who could dive to the bottom of the lake and retrieve the biggest rock. This contest always put Winny on edge!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">After a couple of years of working up my distance, I was finally able to swim across the cove and back. The celebration entitled me to call to tell Mom and Dad about this amazing accomplishment! It also helped my passage into manhood. Now that I could swim across the lake, I could swim with my older cousins, aunts and uncles, and my Grandaddy and dad!</div>Because of my love of the water and one unfortunate incident while jumping off the dock... Grandaddy called me The Red Headed, Speckled Beak, White Tailed Water Bug.http://www.t41events.com/2011/09/red-headed-speckled-beak-white-tailed.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-3167861690442354689Sat, 10 Sep 2011 16:59:00 +00002011-09-10T09:59:29.516-07:00Ironman Louisville: Proving I amAs I quickly found out at Ironman, everyone is competing to prove something. They are proving to <strong>themselves</strong> that they can tackle three daunting tasks in one single day. Some are proving to <strong>others</strong> that they can tackle this monumentous challenge. <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I am no exception. There was little doubt in my mind that I could take on the Ironman challenge. I had no idea what my time would be, but I knew I would finish.</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">To me by finishing Ironman, I was proving something to the only people who said that I couldn't do something.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">When I was in college, I tried to enlist into the Marines. They looked at my medical record and said, "We're sorry." I sent a letter and received the same response... not even given the courtesy of a physical.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I was upset to say the least. I wanted to serve and was told no.</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I know that everthing happens for a reason and I'm very happy with the direction my life is taking me, but I hate to be told I can't do something.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">You may know that the Ironman was started by a Navy SEAL commander, John Collins.</div>To me, completing the Ironman&nbsp;would prove to those (probably not watching) that I could compete physically with the military elite.<br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dwZr8dWqAY/TmuRdRrEFeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xhjrkdDGw00/s1600/DSC00056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dwZr8dWqAY/TmuRdRrEFeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/xhjrkdDGw00/s200/DSC00056.JPG" width="200" /></a>The week leading up to Ironman, I was watching a lot of Muhammed Ali videos. This was stuck in my head race day: "I wrastled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale. I handcuffed lightning, Throwed thunder in jail. That's bad! Only last week, I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick. I'm so mean I make medicine sick. Bad. Fast. Fast. Last night I cut the light off in my bedroom, hit the switch, was in bed before the room was dark... I'm gonna show you how great I am!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqL3PZqvHuA/TmuOu5E3KSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4tPTPIdfF70/s1600/DSC00005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqL3PZqvHuA/TmuOu5E3KSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4tPTPIdfF70/s320/DSC00005.JPG" width="320" /></a>The day started bright and early. I woke up at 4:30 AM and Denise and I drove to the transition area. All of the bikes in transition area were lit up under beaming lights. There was a silent intensity. Everyone was preparing their mind for taking on a day of pushing the body to its limits.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We walked 3/4 of a mile to the swim start where my number 992 was marked on my arm and my age was written on my leg. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbUCBWEZw-o/TmuPc9_jdAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BDtAs7UyMuo/s1600/DSC00015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbUCBWEZw-o/TmuPc9_jdAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BDtAs7UyMuo/s200/DSC00015.JPG" width="200" /></a>Since the swim start was a time trial start, I had to walk another half mile to the back of the line. I waited for the start. Some people were quiet, just focusing their minds. Others were telling jokes, trying to keep their minds free. Others still were talking about Ironman competitions they had completed.</div>﻿ <div style="text-align: left;"></div>﻿ <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQ5jYS77_i8/TmuQAalEc6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/d-7GlvjJTeA/s1600/swim+start.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQ5jYS77_i8/TmuQAalEc6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/d-7GlvjJTeA/s200/swim+start.jpg" width="133" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoGuRwq8vZE/TmuQV7oYYYI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Hs1awCjaejM/s1600/swim2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoGuRwq8vZE/TmuQV7oYYYI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Hs1awCjaejM/s200/swim2.jpg" width="133" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The cannon went off, and the pro athletes got their start at 6:50am. The national anthem was sung (although I only heard the end of it from my point at the end of line). Then the line started moving forward. This was happening!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I saw the dock that people were jumping off of into the Ohio river... and then the line stopped. A man was pulled out of the water and they were giving him CPR. He was blue. I'm still praying for his family.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">After the man was rushed away on a stretcher, the line continued to move.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Kd9tJheCbA/TmuQeBD75hI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Nai6mrhei6Y/s1600/swim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Kd9tJheCbA/TmuQeBD75hI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Nai6mrhei6Y/s200/swim.jpg" width="133" /></a>I was funneled down to the dock and jumped of the dock into the Ohio. The first 1350 meters were upstream. I couldn't shake the picture of the man I had just seen out of my head. It reminded me of my mortality and how out of control I am of when my last day will be. To add to the mental hurdles I was trying to overcome, my goggles kept fogging up and I couldn't see the buoys. I was being kicked and swum over.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div>I finally reached the red buoy that signaled the turn around point and my swim down stream instead of upstream. At this point, I was able to re-focus my mind and get going.<br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">When I reached the end of the swim, I was very happy to see my bike... it wasn't hard to find. My swim time was not excellent.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XK2T8a9DeiA/TmuQ-xpXOpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T00GDbpwVw4/s1600/bike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XK2T8a9DeiA/TmuQ-xpXOpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T00GDbpwVw4/s200/bike.jpg" width="133" /></a>The 112 mile bike portion was relatively easy for me. I was able to reach back on the strength of a day this summer. On day 2 of mine and Nick Busta's ride across America, we got a little turned around. Our day ended up being 145 miles that started at sea level and ended at 8,000 ft. We cycled into 20 degree weather and didn't finish until 1AM.</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I thought about how easy this was compared to that... and the fact that I didn't have to do it again the next day! My focus just stayed on keeping my legs cycling at high RPM so I didn't wear them out for the run. I took every single fuling station and even stopped to dive into my special needs pack for a bagel and a red bull. The bike looped twice and we went through an area in Indiana full of spectators cheering at the top of their lungs that added some much needed adrenaline!</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The bike course ended and it was time to start the final leg... the marathon. I was somewhat intimidated by the marathon since this was my second marathon ever. My only other marathon was a year and a half ago and I started with fresh legs.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The toughest part about the marathon was that it was a two loop course. On the first 13 mile loop you actually pass by the finish line. Then you head directly away from the finish line knowing that you have another half marathon to run.</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yK4Y8Jmynhg/TmuRVmuM2qI/AAAAAAAAAec/n6mPqMYdO9Q/s1600/run.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yK4Y8Jmynhg/TmuRVmuM2qI/AAAAAAAAAec/n6mPqMYdO9Q/s320/run.jpg" width="213" /></a>When I headed back out to begin the second half marathon, Denise was there. She was cheering at the top of her lungs... cow bell in hand. It made me smile and gave me some much needed energy to "bring it home." I had a strategy going. The fuel stations were 1 mile apart. I ran to each fuel station and would walk through the stations grabbing water and pretzels. There were several times that the quote from Seinfeld would go through my head, "These pretzels are making me thirsty." I felt like telling this to the other runners, but figured the joke would be lost... so I kept it to myself.</div><br />﻿ <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nJH_wxg4B4/TmuSA_TJdqI/AAAAAAAAAek/lXlJ5lzANos/s1600/Finish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1nJH_wxg4B4/TmuSA_TJdqI/AAAAAAAAAek/lXlJ5lzANos/s200/Finish.jpg" width="133" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finished in 12:36:14 Time is different <br />because of time trial start.</td></tr></tbody></table>﻿ <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I finally saw the finish line and heard the roar of the crowd gathered on 4th Street Live! I had thought about this moment for so long... and it felt as good as I had imagined. I ran through the finish line. My hands were raised above my head. I had done it. I'm an Ironman! My final time for the 2.4 mile&nbsp;swim, 112 mile bike, and 26.2 mile run was 12:36:14, only about 45 minutes off of the first Ironman champion back in 1978.</div><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GwgwDCXRPhI/TmuSKPeZx9I/AAAAAAAAAeo/VcoCjpB4BNA/s1600/75726-096-016f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GwgwDCXRPhI/TmuSKPeZx9I/AAAAAAAAAeo/VcoCjpB4BNA/s200/75726-096-016f.jpg" width="133" /></a>While I proved that with&nbsp;my heart defect I can finish an Ironman, there are still many with more complex heart defects than mine that take on similar challenges on a daily basis. Until every person born with a heart defect can finish an Ironman (if they wanted to) I am not done fighting for them.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My next challenge will make Ironman look like a walk in the park. I'm ready for people to start paying attention to this war... and join the fight!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>http://www.t41events.com/2011/09/ironman-louisville-proving-i-am.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-4476180760121232757Sat, 20 Aug 2011 18:58:00 +00002011-08-20T11:58:52.379-07:00Ironman UpdateOne week from today I will be in Louisville, checking in my bike. My stomach will probably be unsettled, wondering if I prepared enough. Most competitions that are important to me I diligently train for. I haven't done that for this Ironman. My last entry, I talked about how I was going to increase my training until the Ironman started since I have procrastinated on the swim and run. The idea seemed great, but now I have a gimp hip. <br />The gimp hip is normal. There is a strange phenomenon that happens before all races... an injury pops up. It's crazy. I don't know why this happens, but it does. The injury always disappears race day.<br /><br />The one thing I will keep in my mind during the race is how fortunate I am. Because of amazing research that went before me, I am not worried about how my heart will hold up during this race.<br /><br />I have had a continual reminder of how our research battle is far from over. Emily, a beautiful 5 year old, is not doing very well at all. She went into have surgery a couple weeks before our cross country bike ride and I took her picture across America with me. She is one of the bravest fighters I know. I need you to please keep her and her family in your prayers. Here is her <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Emily-RoseMarie-Wrather/165119693552530">facebook page</a>.http://www.t41events.com/2011/08/ironman-update.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6176147633759226589Wed, 17 Aug 2011 00:42:00 +00002011-08-16T17:42:28.519-07:0012 days"Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else's."<br /><br /><br />~ Billy Wilder <br />&nbsp; <br />I'm trying something that goes against all of the books I've ever read and all of the people I've ever talked to. I've decided that I'm not going to taper for my Ironman. My main reasoning behind this is drawing from the bike ride this summer. Day 1 and Day 2 of the ride&nbsp;I felt terrible, but day 13 and day 14 I was starting to feel pretty good. Maybe this philosophy will work... maybe it won't.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PA0rAiNft2I" width="425"></iframe>http://www.t41events.com/2011/08/12-days.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-1628834858393557254Thu, 11 Aug 2011 03:00:00 +00002011-08-10T20:00:07.311-07:00Over training?I'm now only two and a half weeks out from my first ever complete Ironman (2.4 miles swim, 112 miles bike, and 26.2 mile run).<br /><br />Am I nervous... I'd have to be honest and say yes I am a little nervous. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to complete it, but I know it's going to hurt.<br /><br />Since the end of riding nearly 4,000 miles across the country less than a month ago, I've had a rough time getting in a training groove. I did not swim or run one single time during the 46 day quest, so I've been trying to play catch up. Instead what I've been doing is overtraining for two days and then the third day having a hard time getting out of bed.<br /><br />I've been watching plenty of training video, though!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tFZHXVjkGGs" width="560"></iframe><br /><br /><br />http://www.t41events.com/2011/08/over-training.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-4855522866835704900Fri, 29 Apr 2011 12:33:00 +00002011-04-29T05:33:55.550-07:00Highlights from 2010<object height="300" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/971640787080" /><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/971640787080" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"></embed></object>http://www.t41events.com/2011/04/highlights-from-2010.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-4700778212719764685Sun, 10 Apr 2011 17:13:00 +00002011-04-10T10:13:30.309-07:00Heart to Heart ReunionYesterday was really an amazing day. I was invited by Chris Wilson to speak at the Heart to Heart Reunion. This event was held at St. Joseph's Children's Hospital.<br /><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeZRVKtzjrA/TaHfIRZmsDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/3oWANopTzDI/s1600/DSCN2125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeZRVKtzjrA/TaHfIRZmsDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/3oWANopTzDI/s320/DSCN2125.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It is such a cool event because it was designed to give kids some good memories of the hospital. There were so many fun activities. There was possibly one of the funniest clowns I've ever seen. He juggled while on stilts and had a four legged walk. They had face painting and all kinds of stuff I didn't get around to see. Oh yeah, and the Tampa Bay Lightning Thunderbug!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">There were several children that stood out. One was an 11 year old named Tristan. I started talking to Tristan and quickly discovered that I was talking to someone who had a very much above average IQ. Tristan has already had three heart surgeries. He knew exactly&nbsp;what was wrong with his heart and&nbsp;about the&nbsp;new procedure done over a year ago that will hopefuly be his last.&nbsp;I'm glad I&nbsp;met Tristan now because someday he's going to be very successful!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">These&nbsp;children I met are the&nbsp;my local inspiration. Since they will be on my mind for the entire ride, I wanted their autographs on my helmet. I received many awesome autographs.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_jQX3E2alc/TaHhetTNCoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dWzISSm11Yo/s1600/DSCN2155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_jQX3E2alc/TaHhetTNCoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dWzISSm11Yo/s320/DSCN2155.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">In my entire life, I've only met 2 children and one adult with my specific heart defect... yesterday I met 3 children with my heart defect. It was really awesome meeting them!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqbwE3zXyRU/TaHftQ4FTqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KPuf7dLfPyw/s1600/DSCN2119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqbwE3zXyRU/TaHftQ4FTqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KPuf7dLfPyw/s320/DSCN2119.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I also met an 8 year old, Avery, with HLHS. Avery plays baseball at the age group above him since he is so talented. He's a great pitcher. I'll be keeping my ears open about future stories from Avery!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4qGHjLyghZA/TaHgB0bN4ZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/IseOnAxWIZc/s1600/DSCN2140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4qGHjLyghZA/TaHgB0bN4ZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/IseOnAxWIZc/s320/DSCN2140.JPG" width="320" /></a>I met a little guy Luca, who is going to have his third surgery tomorrow. I could tell he's an extremely strong kid. He was laughing and having a great time yesterday! We'll be praying for him and his family.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">There were two really fun&nbsp;heart friends&nbsp;that gave me their autographs, Allison and Emily. You could tell that they were having a wonderful time.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIvSNZV-Mu4/TaHgPn_RdNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AR2kiXjcph8/s1600/DSCN2136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIvSNZV-Mu4/TaHgPn_RdNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AR2kiXjcph8/s320/DSCN2136.JPG" width="320" /></a>Yesterday was priceless. I can't wait to start Bike4theCHF and ride for all of these kids. They've all been through so much. Many of them are on an ongoing journey, but they all have amazing attitudes. I hope the money that we raise on this trip will fund research that takes away at least one procedure from one of these kids.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8XCSOO0mu0/TaHj7P4WWCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ExOhi7wAheQ/s1600/PIC_8067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8XCSOO0mu0/TaHj7P4WWCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ExOhi7wAheQ/s320/PIC_8067.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><em>If you would like to donate to The Children's Heart Foundation through Bike4theCHF go to</em> <a href="http://www.active.com/donate/bike4thechf">http://www.active.com/donate/bike4thechf</a>http://www.t41events.com/2011/04/heart-to-heart-reunion.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-4550525885486243588Mon, 04 Apr 2011 00:47:00 +00002011-04-03T17:47:04.688-07:00UNDER TWO MONTHS UNTIL GO TIME!I haven't posted for a little bit since there's been so much exciting stuff going on in preparation for Bike4theCHF.<br /><br />Nick and I are less than 2 months away from starting our ride across America. I thought this year would be easier to train for than last year since I've been through it before, but I'm finding that not to be the case. <br /><br />Like the children who face a surgery for the second time, sometimes it is harder when you know what it will feel like.<br /><br />For the first week of our ride, Nick and I will be going at close to 120 miles a day with a few days of pretty rough terrain.<br /><br />When I'm facing a tough workout I keep in mind the children like Trevor and Cole that will benefit from the research that will be funded through our ride across America.<br /><br />Personally, I'm finding that diet is a very important part of the training. In the past, I've been able to eat whatever I want and train, but I guess at the ripe old age of 28 my body is telling me to eat right. Probably because of my not so great diet, my blood pressure was at 145/79 today. My pulse is still below 50 bpm while resting, though.<br /><br />I'm really looking forward to the families that we will meet along this ride. We have so many great kids that we are going to meet. You will be able to meet them soon as we post our 2011 Kids4theCHF. These children were born with congenital heart defects and are really going to be an inspiration for Nick and I.<br /><br />I feel so blessed to have Bike4theCHF bring the stories of these children to you. Their daily fights really put riding a bike 100 miles a day into perspective.<br /><br />This week I'll be training about 15 hours. Since I'm also doing Ironman Louisville in August, my training consists of a mixture of cycling, running, and&nbsp;swimming&nbsp;. If people are interested, I'll post more of the specifics on my training.http://www.t41events.com/2011/04/under-two-months-until-go-time.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6209752330037725286Sun, 13 Feb 2011 23:30:00 +00002011-02-13T20:12:51.036-08:00Three Events, One Mission: To Eradicate Congenital Heart DiseaseSteve Catoe had a personality just like his blog&nbsp;"Adventures of a Funky Heart".&nbsp;In his blog he&nbsp;wrote about serious issues that people have to face while living with congenital heart defects, but always left you smiling with his sense of humor. In his life he fought an extremely tough battle with his heart defect, Hypoplastic Right Heart&nbsp;Syndrome, but kept everyone around him smiling with his incredibly positive outlook on life.<br /><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-umhm2F0WOV8/TVhlEqitmSI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vADZBqGgm4M/s1600/steve+catoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-umhm2F0WOV8/TVhlEqitmSI/AAAAAAAAAYc/vADZBqGgm4M/s1600/steve+catoe.jpg" /></a>I can't find the appropriate words to describe Steve. He had an amazing love and feelings for all&nbsp;children and&nbsp;adults that were, in his words, "Cardiac Kids" or "Heart Warriors". He had extreme care and appreciation&nbsp;for all "Heart Moms" and "Heart Dads" who battle the battles with their Cardiac Kids and who are their voice. When he would talk about the appreciation he had for Heart Moms and Dads his voice would crack.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Steve died a little over two months ago at the age of 44. I only met Steve one time, but I read his blog every time he would enter a new post. I miss Steve. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">He wrote a blog two days before he died&nbsp;that has been ringing in my head ever since.</div><br />"<em><a href="http://tricuspid.wordpress.com/2010/11/26/a-cure-for-heart-defects-2/">Awareness is not an endpoint for the Heart Defect community. What good is awareness if it doesn't bring people to action... It's time to declare war on congenital heart defects. All out, bare knuckle, unrestricted mortal combat...&nbsp;</a></em><br /><em>THE PLAN:</em><br /><br /><em>POINT ONE: To find new medical and surgical options to increase the survivability of Congenital Heart Disease;</em><br /><em>POINT TWO: To research the occurrences, causes, and possible prevention of Congenital Heart Disease;</em><br /><em>POINT THREE: The reduction and elimination of mortality and disability associated with Congenital Heart Disease.</em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>THE GOAL: To eradicate Congenital Heart Disease.</em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>THE DEADLINE: November 29, 2024 – the 80th anniversary of the first Blalock-Taussig shunt</em>.<br /><br /><em><a href="http://tricuspid.wordpress.com/2010/11/26/a-cure-for-heart-defects-2/">So lets put our heads together... It will be up to us to not only do the fund-raising, but to be the first ones to give – give our money, give our effort, and give our time. We have to gather the resources, fund the research, educate the public and lead the charge. If we don’t support our own cause, why should anyone else support it?"</a></em><br /><br /><br />This summer I will be putting my&nbsp;blood, sweat, and tears&nbsp;into raising money for research.&nbsp;My weapon is endurance athletics.<br /><br />I will be&nbsp;starting with <a href="http://www.bike4thechf.org/">Bike4theCHF</a>, a cross country bicycle ride with Nick and Jeni (HLHS) Busta. We will be cycling at a rate of nearly 100 miles a day in an effort to fund as much research as possible. The ride will start in San Francisco June 1st and end in New York City July 16th.<br /><br />August 28th, a little over a month after our finish, I will be taking on my first ever Ironman- Ironman Louisville. An Ironman is a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, and a 26.2 mile run.<br /><br /><object height="390" width="390"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_OEcECQeks&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_OEcECQeks&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="390" height="390"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Then, October 9th, I will be running in the Chicago Marathon with my little sister, Astrid.<br /><br />I need your help in these events. Here's how you can help.<br /><ol><li>Get involved with&nbsp;Bike4theCHF: <a href="http://www.bike4thechf.org/donate-or-register/">http://www.bike4thechf.org/donate-or-register/</a>&nbsp;by riding or donating. If you would like a name of someone affected by a CHD's name on the bike, donate or raise $100 here (<a href="http://www.active.com/donate/bike4thechfnames">http://www.active.com/donate/bike4thechfnames</a>). All money donated goes to The Children's Heart Foundation.</li><li>Let me know if you or your company would like to be featured in one of these events through a partnership with The Children's Heart Foundation. (Phone: 727-421-9487, or e-mail <a href="mailto:nmatson@childrensheartfoundation.org">nmatson@childrensheartfoundation.org</a>).</li><li>Register for the Bank of America Chicago Marathon for CHF (Contact <a href="mailto:clarson@childrensheartfoundation.org">clarson@childrensheartfoundation.org</a>)</li><li>Run, walk, bike, swim for CHF: <a href="http://www.active.com/donate/thechfathletics">http://www.active.com/donate/thechfathletics</a></li></ol>I share the same goal as Steve. Hope is not enough. Awareness is not enough. We need action.<br /><br />This is&nbsp;the research that&nbsp;The Children's Heart Foundation was able to fund from 2010. The more we raise- the more we fund. Let's make 2011 huge and get one step closer to Steve Catoe's goal: To eradicate Congenital Heart Disease!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.childrensheartfoundation.org/node/265">The Relation of Regional Brain Structure to Long-term Development and Behavior in d-TGA Patients</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.childrensheartfoundation.org/node/130">Computationally Guided Design of Biodegradable Drug Eluting Stents for the Treatment and Reversal of Vascular Stenoses in Children with Congenital Heart Defects</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.childrensheartfoundation.org/node/315">“The role of ETS-1 in the Neural Crest in Cardiac Development and Disease”</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.childrensheartfoundation.org/node/314">Fontan Conversion/Arrhythmia Surgery Long-term Database</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.childrensheartfoundation.org/node/313">“Creation of a Visual Encyclopedia Illustrating the Terms and Definitions of The International Paediatric and Congenital Cardiac Code, a system of nomenclature developed by The International Society for Nomenclature of Paediatric and CHD</a>http://www.t41events.com/2011/02/three-events-one-mission-to-eradicate.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-7632747186015476035Tue, 25 Jan 2011 04:16:00 +00002011-01-24T20:16:51.101-08:00A little about me...My parents, Shari and Kevin Matson, were going to have their first child. They were 26 years old and ready for this exciting new chapter in their lives. <br /><br /><br />I was born on October 2, 1982, as a healthy baby weighing in at a whopping 8lbs and 1oz. <br /><br />My first routine check-up was at 6 weeks, with a very friendly doctor, Virgilio Pilapil. Dr. Pliapil happened to be a pediatric cardiologist. While doing the check-up he heard a heart murmur, but said that nothing was wrong and that heart murmurs were very common.<br /><br />Everything was normal for the next 2 years of my life. I learned to crawl, walk, and run. All the normal stuff you do by two years of age, I had done. There were no major symptoms that anything was wrong.<br /><br />In August of 1984, my family added another addition- my little sister, Gretchen. I tagged along with Gretchen for her 8 week check-up. Dr. Pilapil was also her doctor. Dr. Pilapil wanted to listen to my heart while I was there. It sounded like a washing machine. He did an EKG and then told my mom that she should take me to the cardiologist at one of the hospitals in Springfield. My mom, in the confusion, went to the wrong hospital.<br /><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5MwaugjZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LIu-CT4FuqY/s1600/Post_Surgery_Nels_rev2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="190" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5MwaugjZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LIu-CT4FuqY/s200/Post_Surgery_Nels_rev2.jpg" width="200" /></a>When she made it to the right hospital they did an ultrasound, where they found a hole in my heart. I had two monthly check-ups and then was scheduled to have a catheterization in February. After the catheterization my parents were told that I needed surgery, but that they didn’t know the extent of my problem. The doctors in Springfield made contact with the doctor’s at Chicago Children’s Memorial Hospital. I still had no outward physical symptoms. Since I was not considered an emergency, my scheduled surgery was in July. My parents had to wait five agonizing months until their 2 year old would have surgery.</div><br />﻿﻿ <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5M46gqlOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AI2fqRDemLg/s1600/joanneandjoannnievesmidofdc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5M46gqlOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AI2fqRDemLg/s320/joanneandjoannnievesmidofdc.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Joann Nieves(right), I met at CHD lobby day, <br />gave the pre-surgery presentation to my <br />parents. Joanne Mora(left)</td></tr></tbody></table>﻿﻿ <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I went in for my monthly check-ups in Springfield, which happened to be a teaching hospital. All the interns liked listening to my heart because it was so unique. </div><br />After the 5 painstaking months were over July 7th had arrived. I had to undergo some testing and my parents took two days of classes to prepare them for my surgery. They were told what I would look like and what to generally expect after my surgery. They were given presentations by nurses and doctors and shown a child recently out of surgery. This was extremely helpful because the sight of a child after open heart surgery is very hard to take in, but it makes it a little easier if the first child seen like this is not your child.<br /><br />When going into surgery the doctors were pretty sure I had partial anomalous pulmonary venous return with an atrial septal defect, but didn’t know the full details. They would find out when they cut me open. I was taken in at 5:30 a.m. They put me on a heart and lung machine. After the first half hour of surgery my parents were told one pulmonary vein was going into my heart the wrong way, the next half hour 2, the next half hour 3. I had 3 out of 4 pulmonary veins going into the wrong side of my heart with a hole ( Atrial Septal Defect) thankfully draining some of the oxygenated blood to the other side of my heart. My heart was more than 3 times the size it was supposed to be. The surgery took three to four hours. I was taken off of the respirator within minutes of surgery.<br /><br />After surgery, my mom said that I was a yellowish, greenish color. She said that I looked like a breathing cadaver with bandages and IV’s coming out of both feet and hands and a chest tube. I was with a young baby in this first intensive care room. There were nurses at pretty much all times in this room and I was only allowed to be visited by two people at a time. My burly uncle had to walk out of the room and cry after he saw me.<br /><br />At the end of these two days my chest tube was removed. Doctors recommended that my parents not be in the room for this. Even though they weren’t in the room, they could still hear me screaming as the tube was ripped out since my skin had already grown to it.<br /><br />I spent 36 hours in the next room with three other kids. After this I was put in a regular room. The same uncle who had been crying and couldn’t stand to see me, mustered up the strength to come back and visit. When he came to the room I wasn’t there. Of course the worst was assumed. I was, however, in the playroom being scolded by the nurses for moving chairs.<br /><br />I was sent home after five days with just tape on my chest. The first time I saw Dr. Pilapil again you would have thought I saw the devil himself, but he wasn’t offended. <br /><br />Thanks to the research on congenital heart defects that went before me, my surgery was extremely successful. I was cleared for all athletics at the age of 5. I took full advantage of this and began wrestling at 6. I wrestled all the way up into college and was a letter-winner for the Iowa State Wrestling team under Coach Bobby Douglas.<br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5NCdH9IhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YLJFOlbJCyk/s1600/NYCFinish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TT5NCdH9IhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YLJFOlbJCyk/s320/NYCFinish.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Recently I discovered that I was not a rare case and that many congenital heart defects are much more severe than mine. I know that research needs to be funded to help these children live active lives into adulthood. The Children’s Heart Foundation is funding that research. Last summer I rode my bicycle across the United States for The Children’s Heart Foundation. I will be doing it again this summer, but with a little more&nbsp;company!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div>http://www.t41events.com/2011/01/little-about-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-6756816323343895542Tue, 07 Dec 2010 06:59:00 +00002010-12-06T22:59:31.476-08:00Day 39 Rockwood, PA to Hancock, MDDay 39 had a wonderful start. Judy, the owner of the Rockwood Mills Shop and Hostel, sent us off very well. She gathered several Rockwood locals for us to meet and have breakfast with in the morning and told the local papers about us. Along with supporting us with room and board she donated $100 to The Children's Heart Foundation!<br /><br /><br /><div><embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3170534137716671134&amp;site=widget-9e.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed><br /><div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716671134&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p1/3170534137716671134/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716671134&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p2/3170534137716671134/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716671134&amp;map=F" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p4/3170534137716671134/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /></a></div></div><br /><br />The ride started out on a slow very beautiful downhill grade. Since I was following an old rail trail the grade wasn't over 6%. I went through an old railway tunnel and popped out on the other side with a beautiful view of Maryland and West Virginia. Then I reached Cumberland and the fun and games were over. Instead of going through those beautiful mountains, now I had to go over them.<br /><br />Thanks to the encouragement of Denise and frequently looking down at the names on the bike for inspiration, I got through it. On the last two miles of the trip it started to lightly rain, but then I arrived at C&amp;O bicycles where I was greeted by Dennis and his wife, awesome people! They thoroughly cleaned my bike (it needed it bad after starting the day on trails). They also made a generous donation! All in all, it was a great ending to a rough day.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMbpNx8ekRQ?hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LMbpNx8ekRQ?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>http://www.t41events.com/2010/12/day-39-rockwood-pa-to-hancock-md.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-7885790700731212158Mon, 06 Dec 2010 07:37:00 +00002010-12-05T23:37:41.708-08:00Day 40 Hancock, MD to Harrisburg, PA<div>Day 40 was a beautiful ride through northern Maryland and central Pennsylvania. It was fairly uneventful and I made really good time. We passed plenty of Amish buggies and Denise bought me the best peach I've ever eaten, from an Amish&nbsp;road side stand. When we reached our destination the great people at Holmes Cycling and fitness&nbsp;gave&nbsp;me a free gator skin tire. This was&nbsp;great since I was on my last tire, and my front tire was starting to go.&nbsp;The only draw back of the evening was that the air conditioning went out at the hotel we were staying at. It's a good thing we brought along a fan!<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzFHEISh8BU?hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzFHEISh8BU?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />As you can tell from the video, I'm starting to get a little "slap-happy". The day before this was a rough one for me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3170534137716660049&amp;site=widget-51.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-51.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed><br /><div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716660049&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-51.slide.com/p1/3170534137716660049/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716660049&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-51.slide.com/p2/3170534137716660049/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137716660049&amp;map=F" target="_blank"><img border="0" ismap="ismap" src="http://widget-51.slide.com/p4/3170534137716660049/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /></a></div></div>http://www.t41events.com/2010/12/day-40-hancock-md-to-harrisburg-pa.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-8524522225609324173Fri, 05 Nov 2010 15:27:00 +00002010-11-05T17:06:47.582-07:00"My Dad Could Beat Up Your Dad, But He Wouldn't"<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQhR8wNDhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dRTBt6zS-do/s1600/PIC_5544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQhR8wNDhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dRTBt6zS-do/s320/PIC_5544.JPG" width="320" /></a>Have you ever had someone in your life that shows you how to live without saying many words? You're actually shaped by the lack of their words. They lead by their example. These people are few and far between, but I was fortunate enough to be raised by one of these people.</div><br />Some of you probably guessed who I'm talking about. My dad.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQhjaBT4vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nVUoY1HX8xg/s1600/PIC_3358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQhjaBT4vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nVUoY1HX8xg/s320/PIC_3358.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My dad has the strongest work ethic of anyone I know, and, even if I think hard, I can't ever remember him talking bad about anyone. He doesn't offer up advice, but whenever I ask for it he gives me an excellent answer. He's always there when I need him.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div>I live many miles from my dad, but this summer I had the opportunity to ride about 1,000 miles with him.<br /><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My dad trained hard for the journey and helped me keep a pace that stayed around 20 mph. Before I told him about this mission I had in mind, he never even owned a bike. He rode with me through the toughest areas. His first day, we climbed 5,000 feet in about 20 miles.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Many don't know this, but he missed our Davenport meet and greet because he was in the hospital with kidney stones. That didn't stop him, though. He was back on the bike the next day.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQh2wDwppI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94yYrCTJ1rw/s1600/PIC_2228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnTGt2YuMUs/TNQh2wDwppI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94yYrCTJ1rw/s320/PIC_2228.JPG" width="320" /></a>I have been very fortunate to have been raised by a quiet, but confident man. My sisters and I always loved the song "My dad could beat up your dad, but he wouldn't".</div>http://www.t41events.com/2010/11/have-you-ever-had-someone-in-your-life.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819078086379610152.post-7810538043137550298Mon, 04 Oct 2010 15:06:00 +00002010-10-04T08:06:33.012-07:00James's Story<em>This is the story of James written by his mother, Mary Ellen Mannix. I had the pleasure of meeting Mary Ellen at our Philadelphia meet and greet.</em><br /><br /><br /><br />"Show me a hero, I'll write you a tragedy." ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald<br /><br /><br /><br />Ever since James died, I hated to hear about "miracles". While it is wonderful and heartwarming to hear of kids beating odds, James did not fit the traditional definition. Every baby is a miracle. James's story, his course of care and treatment is not what the heart community - or any, really -would refer to as miraculous. Miracles are not always what we want them to be. Sometimes, they take time to reveal themselves. <br /><br /><br /><br />James had a day and half before his medical team, which included the renowned baby heart surgeon, William Norwood, decided to perform open heart surgery on him for a discrete coarctation of the aorta. In that day and a half James ate. He slept. He was awake. He opened his eyes alot. He would root for more food after he just ate. I swear he was trying to coo at a day of age too. He snuggled into my arms so deep and comfortably the one time I held him alive; we were like two perfect puzzle pieces. It was short lived because his dad and I were not included as a member of his care team. <br /><br /><br /><br />We were not told they would perform open heart surgery on him. We were not allowed to be with him in recovery even though we would not leave the hospital. We were not told the treatment options that were standard available for treatment of his condition at the time. The little that we did ask, was denied. <br /><br /><br /><br />James was prenatally diagnosed, was fully insured, had access to top level care. In reality, James was put on a recognized broken ventilator, his parents were not given full information as to the team's medical care intentions, was prematurely extubated, failed by his care team to rescue, suffered insult to his brain stem and cortex, endured ventilator induced pneumothorax, and his care team had poor hand off communications. These are just a few of the preventable errors that led to his death.<br /><br /><br /><br />It has been nine years. Since his birth and in death he was neglected, lied about, and ignored. James's story is full of tragedy. There are alot of things people would rather not hear. The value of experience is to study it, share it, explore the what, why, and how of the happenings. The answers took well over five years to get/find/learn.. James's story is in book form that is now available for free to medical, nursing, and law students. It includes Dr. Norwood's thoughts too. While it is not an easy read, it offers helpful insights for children born after James. It is also extremely important for both patients and clinicians to gain a fuller understanding of how important communication is. It is more important than the number of surgeries performed or even clinical skill. <br /><br /><br /><br />James's life is a message to all patients, heart parents, and clinicians - parents are a part of the care team. Pediatric patients are at all times the parent's child (ren). Never some doctor's or hospital's. James's miracle is that I still communicate with one of his doctors. His one time pediatric cardiologist and I suffered through litigation. James's innocence helped me remain hopeful in what I always believed. Physicians invest years of their lives to learn how to be the best at helping people - not hurting them. Parents and patients could help by remembering they are human too.<br /><br /><br /><br />James will always be my little miracle. He was fat and round and cute as a button. We love him dearly.<br /><br />He is everyone's hero. <br />&nbsp; <br />&nbsp; <br /><a href="http://jamessproject.blogspot.com/">http://jamessproject.blogspot.com/</a>http://www.t41events.com/2010/10/jamess-story.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Nels Matson)0